My Testimony is simple.
I was born
into a family of six. My father though very loving was a strict disciplinarian-
He sure knew how to draw that line. My mum nonetheless was stern yet soft. Sometimes,
she was the mediator to daddy and other times she was ‘the soldier’. We were the average Lagos-based family; Not ‘rich’,
certainly not poor. We could afford bread daily from the bakery nearby, clothes
at Christmas and our fees though mostly delayed, were eventually paid. We
walked to school, had one or two toys and were content.
My father
was so much of a giver and many relations saw him as a hero. Even where we had
nothing, he would give something. I remember his hearty laughter, his
scold-look and the times he would call us one by one after dinner time to ask
if we had eaten to satisfaction. Our responses often didn’t matter because he
would still request that bread and milk be bought. Daddy ensured there was
always food and that the necessary things we needed had to be met. He sure taught us not to beg and to be content
until the next month-end.
In 1999, our
father retired from the civil service after 35 years and relocated to the village.
For my sisters and I, this was a
cultural shock we had to adjust to. The village which was oftentimes a Christmas
holiday ‘adventure’ became our permanent home. Like regular villagers, we walked
to the stream every morning to fetch water, journeyed to the farm and back,
dried our father’s cocoa when the sun was out and with our lanterns ignited at
night, we endured lack of electricity. We got used to these. When our secondary
school in Calabar closed for the holidays, we travelled home to Etomi village,
where daddy and mummy were.
Daddy died of
a heart attack in 2006 and we were devastated. We feared, “How
do we begin?” “Where do we turn to?” “Who will provide for us?” And every time
we asked ourselves these questions, we realized there were no feasible answers.
Our bread-winner was gone and we could find no other source. Having been totally
dependent on daddy, we realized we had lost him sooner that we would have
expected. We wept, but in all our mourning, one thing we never stopped doing
was to encourage ourselves. Indeed, this was a time we identified with bible
scriptures expounding on God’s promises and ability to take us through troubling
times. As we did this, we gradually turned to Him as our source and the peace
we had never encountered before suddenly enveloped us. Then we continually
pronounced, “It is well”.
Friends, in
a few minutes 2013 would be over and my mum, sisters and I can confidently
pronounce, “IT HAS BEEN WELL!!!” In the past years we have had no cause to beg,
borrow or live in lack. We have held firm to the power of God’s word and seen
it work in our lives. Through the years, God has kept us healthy, we have
recorded no accidents or death, we have all completed school, and have good shelter
above our heads. We all have our independent testimonies but here are a few
things God has done for me.
· I have NEVER slept on a hospital bed (Psalm 92:10)
·
I have never encountered an accident (Psalm 92:11)
·
I am alive and well; my family is safe (Psalm 92: 16)
·
I have never been homeless (Psalm 91:1)
·
I have never lacked food (Isaiah 58:11)
·
The peace of God has always stayed with me (Psalm
127:2)
·
God has gifted me with skills and established the work
of my Hands (Psalm 90:17)
·
God guided me in a strange land from 2011 to 2012 (Psalm
32:8)
·
He made me what I am today (redeemed, favoured,
blessed) (Psalm 5:12)
·
In all, He has been a Father, Source and Friend
Early this
morning, as I did my early morning workout, I walked pass a lady sitting on the
side of the road. She was of small statue and seemed to be in her late 40s. I
had noticed her the previous day covered up in a wrapper and laying on the same
spot. My first thought was that she probably was an insane woman. As I briskly walked
by today, I noticed a small New-Testament bible by her side. It was dusty, opened
at the middle with many bent pages. I walked past with thoughts and questions brewing-up
in my mind.
On my way
back exhausted, I decided to pause and engage with her for a bit. “Madam, na here you sleep?” Smiling, she
responded, “Yes”. I approached her
and pried further, asking what the problem was. She lamented on how she sells
pure water in the market and is usually being chased by the Task force, leading
to her losses and hence her decision to give up and stay on the road. She spoke
well, seemed sane and explained her helpless state. I asked her how she planned
to fend for herself by sitting here and she responded pointing to her bible, “See my bible, I don dey pray. One day, God
go answer me”.
She was
confident in her speech and the acknowledgment of God’s true word. I admitted, “Na true you talk o, but you know say if God
wan send you help, the person fit no find you for here.” As the
conversation went on, I offered her some advice to take up a cleaning or washing
job in the banks or shops nearby. We opened Psalm 90:17 with her bible and she
read it out loud, seeing that God could establish her handwork. With a bit of
change on me, I encouraged her to step out and dare God to bless her handwork
just as His Word says.
I cannot
blame this lady. I act like this sometimes and I guess some of us do too. Despite
all that God has done, sometimes we go through the day feeling forgotten, seemingly
trusting in the Word, and yet lamenting and recounting all our present challenges
and needs. Nevertheless, after all the discouraging thoughts I recall how far
God has brought me. I know I’m not where I want to be, but I’m certainly not
where I was before. Many times, I have stepped out and seen God’s hand at work,
shaming my fear and discontent.
Now 2014 is
here. After the ‘Cross-over’ merriment today, the enemy resumes full-time tomorrow
to steal our joy and remind us of how rough and tough the month of January is.
The choice will be ours. Would we remember what God did in the past and declare
His promises for the future or will we reason with the devil?
As for me,
my testimony will always remain my confession - “IT IS WELL!!!”
I wish you
all a very pleasant New Year!!!
ColourmeAmba J